Buffalo Promise

free wings with every order

it seemed like a good deal.

then I could fly to where

the angel of mirrors,

lives amongst the starrymost

plains of the high and

dusty summer and at last

find the silver key and

the lost turquoise ring

and the map to where

it all went wrong.

free wings with every order

it seemed like a good deal.

but the menu lied.

Written by BILL LEWIS

Artwork by KAZ WARD